IMAGINE:
Sitting in math class hearing your teacher blab and blab non-stop about how which parabalas are inverse or not and taking clumsy notes on it. You sat at the very back corner by the door so you could get up and leave faster from this horrid class. Your goodie classmates are front and center asking decent questions but you were too busy doodling to keep yourself from dying of boredom. Someone raised their hand to go to the bathroom, and it was always that girl who you assumed to have a very small bladder since she always asked to go.
You had no friends in that class because this was the class that your friends didn't take and or had it at a different period, so you were on your own. You then hear your classmates flipping their pages from their notebook and you look up to realize that your teacher had given you more notes to copy down but went on since the teacher assumed everyone was done copying it down. You politely ask someone in front of you if they can let you borrow the notes and they gladly did. You begin copying it down and hear the door open but when you were about to look up, you looked back down and believed that it was the girl with a small bladder has come back. Then you hear people whispering and the teacher talking to a male student.
"Yeah, you can sit in the back if you like." Your teacher said.
You heard footsteps nearing you and the male student placed his stuff on the desk. You finished taking notes and gave back your classmate their notes and looked at the student for a couple of seconds. His hair was black and his hair style seemed emo but his clothes was rather pleasant since he didn't dress complete emo though he mostly wore black. His eyes were blue, and you noticed rapidly because the blinded windows had a small opening of sun ray and it directly hit his very blue eyes. His skin was pale but you noticed a bit of freckles that he tried to hide with his long sleeve.
He took out his notebook and pen and removed his earbuds from his ears and placed it in his bag. He closed his phone and the song he was listening to is from Queen. Not a lot of people you know listened to Queen. Mostly, they listened to current and new music. They rarely look back.
He opened his notebook and you noticed he doodled too and went to a blank page. He looked up and you assumed that he was trying to find out what he should put on paper but there was no more notes to copy. You thought maybe to do a good deed today and help the new kid out.
You tap on his shoulder.
"Hey, um, there's no notes to copy down anymore but do you wanna copy the ones that you missed?" You ask.
"Yeah that'll help a lot." He says relieved.
You give him your notebook and he grins.
"Thanks!" He thanks.
"No problem. And what's your name by the way?"
"Oh my name is Adam. And yours?"
You say your name.
"Well nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet ya too." You say.
He copies down your notes to his and minutes later, he gave back your notes.
"Thank you, once again." He thanks.
"You're welcome."
You take your notebook back and the bell rings for lunch. You stuff your things in your bag and notice that he's just sitting there.
"Adam, you know it's lunch right?" You ask.
"Yeah I know."
"So you're not gonna go out?"
"I don't have anyone to hang out with."
"You can hang out with me. I don't mind at all."
"You sure? I don't want to be like a third wheel or whatever." He says.
